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Dark rise-3Chapter Four
"Askro and Silchro are the leaders of the rebellion. You know how everyone hates Bloodclaw's rule, right?"
"Not everyone," Floudus pointed out. "The ones who..." He trailed off as Moonflash glared at him.
"As I was saying; Bloodclaw's reign is hated by most of us. And Askro is the main force of the rivalry, while Silchro is the thinker and speaker. Not that Askro is dumb or anything, you know," Zibs assured them hastily. "Once, Askro, Silchro and Bloodclaw were pretty good friends. In those times, Bloodclaw's name was really Rifmme. He was good then, hard as it may be to believe. Then something happened, I don't know what. Rifmme changed. He became more...Bloodclaw-like." Zibs paused here for a drink of water. "All this happened a very long time ago. You big ones age slower than some of us small creatures. About...say...fifty years ago?"
Floudus and Moonflash sat in silence. As Floudus opened his mouth, Zibs spoke again. "And one more thing...Bloodclaw's mothe
Dark rise-2Chapter Two
Time: Reign of Bloodclaw, King of the Earth and Skies
"I was born in a stone den, not unlike other wolf pups, along with my brother and sister. My mother was delighted at us. She thought it would bring her status up in the pack. As we grew, we became strong. Then there came the Sickness.
"The Sickness caused us to get a high fever and vomiting. The healer tried every herb there was for the symptoms to try and reduce them, but they just made it worse. Since they threw up everything they ate, the wolves starved. Then, about a half-moon after they contracted the sickness, their fur started to fall off and their skin began to blister." Moonflash shuddered in revulsion and pity.
Floudus continued his retelling. "The blisters swelled up and burst. When they burst, they gave off a sweet smell and a purplish-brown liquid came out of them. After that, the wolf died of starvation and pain. After a few deaths, the healer realized that the liquid was deadly and the scent
It was raining. Not the kind that just goes unnoticed and doesn't make puddles. It was raining very hard. The trees in the forest didn't block out the rain. It just dripped the rain onto you when you least expected it. And if you looked closely enough, you'd just barely see two smudged figures hurrying through the downpour. But if you moved closer, you'd see that they were two animals, two cats, in fact; with wings. And if you got right close up, you'd hear them complaining about the rain.
"How long was it you said? Just a bit more; and yet, we're still traipsing around the woods like a pair of lost kittens. Are you sure you remember the way, Askro?"
"Oh, be quiet," griped Askro. "You think I control the weather?"
"No," muttered the other cat. "Though I really wish you could. I'm getting so confounded wet." They continued some time without saying anything else, then the bigger cat, Askro, jumped up and then exclaimed "Here we are! Moon Haven."
"Could you shout any louder? The
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